Installation 617: Don’t put up my Thread and Needle—, captures the exploration and excitement that literally comes from the art of sewing, the result of the how the artist connected with her own mother who taught her to sew at a young age. Watching her mother in the act of sewing she learned that there is always something that can be revived if you make it wrong or need to alter. She was shown how to take it apart fabric, reshape it, and just stay with it.

The artist, who often sewed and made her own toys and later clothes, found another connection with her mother to art and fabrication. She witnessed her mother covering the bottoms of pots and pans with starched fabric and paste, and with sewn fabric added later, her mother skillfully fashioned her own hats. She attributes much of her connection to the physicality and materials of art making to her mother’s early modeling of skills designated more specifically as female allowable expressions of the 1950’s and 60’s.

The artist came across this Dickinson poem at a time when work and responsibility weighed heavily with conflicting demands, preventing ample time in the studio. The poem inspired ideas in the installation about making space for inspiration and determination. Dickinson’s words reminded the artist to unite dreams with creative energy and to find resolve.